Piece Comment

Review of The Gospel of Lido


As a child I used to go to Ruislip Lido in West London. A chink of summer sun and my two sisters, two cousins and I would gleefully head for the water. It's more than thirty years ago now but I still remember the clashing mix of calm and chaos, sound and silence.
I thought this programme might bring those memories crashing back. It was not to be. Where's the sound? Where are those memories. I felt detached. If you're going to make a story about lidos then the lido has to be the star and not just have a walk-on part.
There were good speakers but I wasn't really interested in what they had to say. In fact, I didn't care what they had to say. I wanted them to talk about the Lido as though it was their best friend. I wanted anecdotes.
It would be hard to find a spot for this in any US programming. It's very British and the content makes it too parochial although the concept is anything but - lakes in an urban landscape.